Firstly I apologise for not having been here for a while. Now to continue…
Billy and I had been talking for ages and it was beginning to get late. There were a couple of questions I asked where he answered without really saying anything (just normal questions where he’d reply ‘sort of’ or something similar) so I jokingly said he sounded like he enjoyed being a man of mystery. He replied that he’d tell me all his secrets, and since it was late I asked it it was like a bed time story. He seemed amused and asked if that meant I was in bed, I said no but asked if he was. He said no, but he could get in and then told me to wait for a second while he got undressed – I asked if he could have waited or at least not told me and he said it didn’t matter becase he’d done it anyway.
I said that he’d been rather quick and I wished I could get into pyjamas that quickly, and he replied that it was a bit too hot for pyjamas! Where it was so late I hadn’t realized what he was saying and mentioned using just a sheet instead of a duvet in the summer. He replied that he has a duvet and therefore doesn’t wear pyjamas, that being naked was cheaper and more comfortable. Unfamiliar with this concept, and a little embarrassed, I said that pyjamas were very comfortable and that I don’t understand how someone couldn’t want to wear them. He seemed amused and said “say you go to bed with your boyfriend, do you wear pjs then?” I replied that it wouldn’t come up, but that of course I would. He said with his last girlfriend they always slept together naked and that it made them feel closer (‘lots of skin to skin contact’ I think he said) and thatwhen he was in bed alone it was probably like the duvet was a substitute for skin, and a poor one at that. He kept talking about how being naked was the best way to be and that I should try it sometime. We kept talking, but that shall be left for my next (and much sooner) entry.